The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mrs. Du returned home worried, and learned that her husband Chen Ji had returned and was reading in the study. She quickly changed her clothes, washed her face and dressed up again, and then she went there personally carrying the ginseng soup that had been stewed in the kitchen. to the study room.

When Chen Ji's two attendants saw Madam coming, they quickly bowed and saluted. The one standing on the left said flatteringly: "Madam is here, the master just asked about you!"

If it were in the past, Mrs. Du would have responded gently, but at this moment she felt very uncomfortable. She nodded casually towards the two of them, pushed open the ajar door, and walked straight in.

Under the suspicious gazes of the two men, the door of the study room was closed tightly.

"What's wrong, ma'am? Is it possible that the eldest lady made you angry again?" Chang Sui on the left asked the companion on the right curiously.

Chang Sui on the right shook his head and said: "The eldest lady went to the Lin Mansion with the master early in the morning to play with the eldest lady of the Lin family. How can you be angry with Madam?"

"That's strange. Madam's face looks very bad, and she came later than usual today. Could it be that she heard some rumors and thought there was someone outside the master?" The long follower on the left muttered in a low voice.

Chang Sui on the right glared sharply and scolded in a low voice: "The relationship between the master and his wife is going well. Don't talk nonsense! If the master and his wife know that you are orchestrating this behind your back, you will suffer a lot!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Sui on the left glanced towards the study with a guilty conscience, slapped his mouth and did not dare to speak any more.

The Chang Sui on the right felt relieved when he saw this. Not to mention that there is no one outside, the master cannot be angry about this matter, and even if she is, she cannot know about it.

Seeing Mrs. Du coming in with ginseng soup, Chen Ji quickly put down the book in his hand, quickly stepped forward to take the tray, frowned and scolded: "How many times have I told you, from now on, leave these menial jobs to the servants?" That’s fine, the ginseng soup is so hot, what if you accidentally burn yourself?”

Listening to her husband's seemingly blaming but actually considerate words, Mrs. Du's face finally showed a smile. She opened the lid of the cup to fill the soup and said at the same time: "How can I be so useless if I just serve a cup of ginseng soup?" Is it burned? Besides, if a servant serves it, will you drink it?"

At the end of the sentence, Du gave Chen Ji a look and gave him the bowl filled with ginseng soup.

Chen Ji chuckled, took the ginseng soup and drank it slowly. He looked up at his wife from time to time, his eyes full of tenderness.

Although Chen Ji was already in his forties and had an ordinary appearance, and his slightly drooped eyes gave people a sinister and cunning feeling, when he faced Du Shi, his whole person became different. The deep affection in his eyes made him look... Extraordinarily gentle, with no trace of the ruthlessness or viciousness when he kills people.

Du Shi suddenly looked at the white hair growing on her husband's temples, and then touched the fine lines climbing up the corners of her eyes, her eyes becoming moist uncontrollably.

Even if she had the reputation of abandoning her husband and her son, even if she was reviled by thousands of people, and even if she could not recognize her child when they met, she would not regret leaving everything behind, and would follow the man in front of her without hesitation and become his wife. Except for the regret of not having children, he gave her everything she wanted as a woman. She should be content, but...

Chen Ji had been paying attention to Du's every move. When he saw her eyes were red, he hurriedly put down the bowl, held her hand and asked, "Lan'er, what's wrong with you? But someone bullied you when you went out today?" Finally, the tenderness in his eyes gradually faded away, and became covered with a layer of terrifying ferocity.

Du took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Brother Ji, no one bullied me. It's just the thought of not being able to give you a son and a half for so many years that makes me so uncomfortable!"